Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 118



*Colette*

I lean back against Merikh's warm bare chest, the water from the tub tinkling with the soft movement as he wraps his arms around me. My stomach flutters at his hold, his hand splaying across my water covered stomach, a soft stroking of his thumb right below my belly button. I close my eyes, relishing the way the bond seems to electrify my entire body.

"How are you feeling?" I murmur, my voice groggy as my head falls to his shoulder and I tilt my chin up toward him.

Merikh leans to the side slightly, looking down at me, his eyes scanning my face with a ghost of a smile. Then he leans down, and presses and tender kiss on the tip of my nose before he presses his cheek to mine and releases a heavy sigh.

“I am tired,” He admits, though the throbbing part of him at my back says the exhaustion hasn't completely shut off all parts of his brain. Then again, perhaps that is less of a brain response and more of a physical one.

"Mmm, understandable." I say, sighing contentedly. "Once the water grows cold, we can get some sleep."

"Hmm," his chest rumbles and I grin to myself, knowing exactly where his mind is going. Sleep sounds glorious. It always does when I am in his arms, but the thought of him slipping in and exhausting ourselves a little more is always one that's alluring.

"Hmm, What?" I tease, biting my lip as my cheeks grow heated.

"Sleep." he whispers. "Is that all you are thinking about, my little luna?"

"There is a lot on my mind." I say, wrapping my hand over his wrist as my left arm snakes up behind me and around the back of his neck.

My fingers slip down his smooth skin, entwining with his, as I creep his palm down my belly, lower and lower. Until I stop and allow his movements to take over. Merikh slips his hand right where I crave it, my breath hitching as he growls in my ear, nibbling on my sensitive lobe.

I nearly jump out of my skin when his thumb strokes me, a gasp tearing from my lips as I writhe into him, my buttocks, bucking back into him as he chuckles and lowers his head to my neck, his lips sucking and teeth teasing as he slips a finger in and I grip his neck harder, a moan on my lips as I whisper his name.

"I've barely touched you, my love," He murmurs, amused. I let out a raspy chuckle and wiggle against him, making him groan once more as he deliciously assaults me below.

I breathe and he

plunge with exploring fingers driving me toward that edge. Instead of allowing it to come, I tear away from him, whipping around water splashing all over the floor as I hammer my lips into his. His needy fingers don't miss a beat

landing him at my entrance, but the tub is too small for me to straddle his massive frame and I frown up at him. Merikh shakes his head with a sexy grin, creating the most glorious dimples on his cheeks. Then he lifts me, spinning as he places me where he had been resting before he raises me up and places me on the

a single finger, he presses my knees apart, revealing me to him. I shudder in embarrassment and anticipation. A flush on my cheeks burning hot as

voice. "I want to see what this

adoration in those green eyes for me. Then, without breaking our gaze, he lowers down into the water

hips tilting forward, needing more searching for the warmth of him desperately. He chuckles against my flesh and it nearly sends me into a spiral of ecstasy before he slows down and I look down to catch him watching

pulling away before biting the inside of my thigh as he

gasp, "Yes.... please

a begging puddle of water in need of more of him, all of him, and he knows it. His fingers disappear and his hands glide up my outer thighs, gripping me tight as he yanks me into his face, a ravenous sound coming from between my legs as

locks, holding him in place. Then he stops, tearing away, wiping his face as

something wrong?” I ask, reaching for his face, searching him for anything, then he

He whispers, and I scoff. Recalling the way I made him beg me for it when I was punishing

deserve such punishment?" I ask him and he lets out a

am asking that we can redo

stroking his cheek, my heart filling with unbridled love. Our initial mating, though satisfying, was less than what it should have been. We have come so far from then, grown so much as a

him, needing to know

I love

ie

before he turns and looks me in the eye. "trust you, and in

I whisper, taking his hand and pulling him to

up over his neck as I pull him down and close the gap between our lips. I consume the words he spoke, hungrily devouring every breath he gives me as I slip

on me slipping away as he lifts me

eyes up my bare breasts, his tongue flicking out to lick his lips like a

filling me suddenly overwhelming as I gasp and